#alcorn - Hello Poetry

I wonder what's on the other side Is Leelah in a place she no longer must hide Will there some day be room there left for me A place I can shine and be totally free To those who try to hold us down And keep us from wearing our own unique crown Shame on you for the pain you bring To the struggling souls whose only wish is to sing Lj Mark 2015

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Nov 29, 2015

Nov 29, 2015 at 1:27 AM UTC

ljmark

Save my place

I wonder what's on the other side Is Leelah in a place she no longer must hide Will there some day be room there left for me A place I can shine and be totally free To those who try to hold us down And keep us from wearing our own unique crown Shame on you for the pain you bring To the struggling souls whose only wish is to sing Lj Mark 2015

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One step, two step, three step, Four. Leelah stared at the beaming lights, the allure. Her chest was empty, despite her living heart, Which bled the way two lovers’ did, tangibly far apart. Flat chest, short hair, being a man, But born to be different, wanting her heart’s plan. The vehicle approached, a beacon of fairness, Never going to be a girl, she stepped into its sudden kiss. For when no one loves you the way you are, It brings a feeling of emptiness, suicide, and maybe a car. Her fine features were aglow in the travesty of death, The white lights hugging against her face, and the rest. And then came the collision, no scream was heard, Even in life, no one cared for her desperate words. But a message is found in most everything, And Leelah’s is found in the hands of the people who sing, The Same Song, that her voice did once bring. No step, once a step, no steps, no more, Miss the step, want the step, of Leelah Alcorn.

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Nov 27, 2015

Nov 27, 2015 at 11:56 PM UTC

CodyHaag

Steps No More

One step, two step, three step, Four. Leelah stared at the beaming lights, the allure. Her chest was empty, despite her living heart, Which bled the way two lovers’ did, tangibly far apart. Flat chest, short hair, being a man, But born to be different, wanting her heart’s plan. The vehicle approached, a beacon of fairness, Never going to be a girl, she stepped into its sudden kiss. For when no one loves you the way you are, It brings a feeling of emptiness, suicide, and maybe a car. Her fine features were aglow in the travesty of death, The white lights hugging against her face, and the rest. And then came the collision, no scream was heard, Even in life, no one cared for her desperate words. But a message is found in most everything, And Leelah’s is found in the hands of the people who sing, The Same Song, that her voice did once bring. No step, once a step, no steps, no more, Miss the step, want the step, of Leelah Alcorn.

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You say you accept us? Why the hell do you use 'that's gay' as an insult if you're so accepting? And when are you going to learn that there's more than just gay and straight. Just like there's more than black and white, and there's more than ignorance, though I rarely see it! And if you think the word 'faggot' is ok, then walk away because we're gonna have a problem. You have it so easy. Do we walk around asking you why you chose to be straight? Should we? DO YOU GET FORCED INTO ******* CONVERSION THERAPY LIKE OH NO, WAIT, YOU'RE STRAIGHT? TSK TSK LITTLE BOY. GAY IS THE NORM, BEING STRAIGHT IS JUST A PHASE! No! You don't. And I may be wrong, but has anyone ever slit their throat because someone was like 'oh, you're straight'? Probably not, right? So get out of my face unless you're going to accept us, because there shouldn't even be a question about this! We just like different people. Stop making us afraid, stop using our sexuality as a weapon, stop questioning us, just stop.

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Jan 7, 2015

Jan 7, 2015 at 10:43 PM UTC

scarredwarrior

Dear Straight People,

You say you accept us? Why the hell do you use 'that's gay' as an insult if you're so accepting? And when are you going to learn that there's more than just gay and straight. Just like there's more than black and white, and there's more than ignorance, though I rarely see it! And if you think the word 'faggot' is ok, then walk away because we're gonna have a problem. You have it so easy. Do we walk around asking you why you chose to be straight? Should we? DO YOU GET FORCED INTO ******* CONVERSION THERAPY LIKE OH NO, WAIT, YOU'RE STRAIGHT? TSK TSK LITTLE BOY. GAY IS THE NORM, BEING STRAIGHT IS JUST A PHASE! No! You don't. And I may be wrong, but has anyone ever slit their throat because someone was like 'oh, you're straight'? Probably not, right? So get out of my face unless you're going to accept us, because there shouldn't even be a question about this! We just like different people. Stop making us afraid, stop using our sexuality as a weapon, stop questioning us, just stop.

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The fear of the same. why does my happiness affect you? Why do my pictures and comments spark hate? Why do you feel the need to put me down about my life? It's the way I am! It's the way I've been! It's the way I will be! Call me queer, Call me gay, Call me bent, I DONT ******* CARE! Your insults aren't insulting! Your words are useless! You try to bring me down by labelling who I am? That's pathetic. So let me ask again, Why does my happiness affect you? So much so that people get hurt! The community stand tall! Taller than religion, Taller than the government, Because we follow our hearts! And not fairytale's and scripts! We live a life we choose, One which makes us happy. Your bible supposedly accepts everyone? So why did my friend feel the need to **** herself because of you! She was happy, She was smart, But you put her down! You drove her to depression, And for what? After all I thought that God creates everyone? So why create a transgender who is not to be accepted? It's a bit stupid if you ask me! She is in our hearts, Always, Religion means nothing, And shall no longer hinder our happiness, R.I.P Leelah Alcorn

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Jan 4, 2015

Jan 4, 2015 at 5:27 PM UTC

stargaria

Homophobia

The fear of the same. why does my happiness affect you? Why do my pictures and comments spark hate? Why do you feel the need to put me down about my life? It's the way I am! It's the way I've been! It's the way I will be! Call me queer, Call me gay, Call me bent, I DONT ******* CARE! Your insults aren't insulting! Your words are useless! You try to bring me down by labelling who I am? That's pathetic. So let me ask again, Why does my happiness affect you? So much so that people get hurt! The community stand tall! Taller than religion, Taller than the government, Because we follow our hearts! And not fairytale's and scripts! We live a life we choose, One which makes us happy. Your bible supposedly accepts everyone? So why did my friend feel the need to **** herself because of you! She was happy, She was smart, But you put her down! You drove her to depression, And for what? After all I thought that God creates everyone? So why create a transgender who is not to be accepted? It's a bit stupid if you ask me! She is in our hearts, Always, Religion means nothing, And shall no longer hinder our happiness, R.I.P Leelah Alcorn

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and yet another soul lost the battle and succumbed to the cruel kiss of self-destruction. "she was so pretty" "he had such nice eyes" why didn't you say it when they were alive? then maybe, you could've saved a life.

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Jan 1, 2015

Jan 1, 2015 at 8:14 AM UTC

kaye

appreciation

and yet another soul lost the battle and succumbed to the cruel kiss of self-destruction. "she was so pretty" "he had such nice eyes" why didn't you say it when they were alive? then maybe, you could've saved a life.

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and we asked you for help and you laughed at the candor and we dropped dead like flies. ****** t-shirts falling from clothing lines as clothing pins litter the floor of the morgue and parents pick out caskets ten sizes too small, for dead babies and children of the night, the ones who had been hanging from street lights and shooting stars, who asked for help in the form of loud music, slow dancing, painting in dark colors, tying red balloons to doorknobs, and leaving home without layers. these children, they’re wearing t-shirts in late december and you’re wondering why they’re shivering. in the mean time, you turn your cheek and lift the zipper of your fur coats.

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Dec 31, 2014

Dec 31, 2014 at 8:58 PM UTC

Enigmuse

t-shirts (for Leelah Alcorn)

and we asked you for help and you laughed at the candor and we dropped dead like flies. ****** t-shirts falling from clothing lines as clothing pins litter the floor of the morgue and parents pick out caskets ten sizes too small, for dead babies and children of the night, the ones who had been hanging from street lights and shooting stars, who asked for help in the form of loud music, slow dancing, painting in dark colors, tying red balloons to doorknobs, and leaving home without layers. these children, they’re wearing t-shirts in late december and you’re wondering why they’re shivering. in the mean time, you turn your cheek and lift the zipper of your fur coats.

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